Young

When I first saw my lover's son, I knew he'd be trouble. I didn't imagine that same afternoon he'd be sending me intimate photos pretending to be his father.

When she lowered the shutter and turned the latch, Adil knew that tonight’s appointment would not be like the others. The civil servant knew exactly what she wanted.

She had negotiated the terms by voice messages. The moment she crossed the house’s threshold, she knew the negotiation was over forever.

I’d gone three months without anyone, and when I saw him walk into the lobby I knew that night was going to be different. I wasn’t wrong.

When Aurelia took off her dress in front of my camera, I knew that photo shoot wasn’t going to end like the others.

I walked to school feeling Ramiro’s semen between my legs. The day had barely begun.

When Natalia started taking off her blouse, I understood that goodbye wasn’t going to be like the others. I was 18 and had never touched a woman.

My friends don’t understand why I go back to that nowhere village every year. If they saw what’s in my gallery, they wouldn’t need to ask.

I’d gone months without opening the hidden folder on my phone. That night, insomnia and desire decided for me.

Rodrigo introduced her to his three friends. Each one brought an envelope and a gift. Valentina looked at them and said they could start.

It was only a game to make friends, but when she asked if she could come over that night, I knew we’d crossed a line I wanted to cross.

When Saya opened her eyes in the darkness, the first thing she felt was the cold steel on her wrists and Nadia’s breath inches from her face.

I’d spent a month thinking about that night, and I told Sandra everything without filters. She listened in silence and finally said: I’m jealous. That’s how it all began.

From the moment I got into the car, his eyes kept going back to the mirror again and again. It was obvious he was looking at me. I decided to do something about it.